Novel & Cerita Forbidden Touch

Desire tingles between my legs, but I push it aside, focusing the best I can on something—anything—else. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, we manage to clean up most of the mess. The guys, still shirtless and now even more sweat-drenched, take a moment to catch their breath. I wipe my brow with the back of my hand, feeling a sense of accomplishment despite the constant battle with my thoughts. As we sit down to take a break, Danny offers me a water bottle, and our fingers brush briefly. The touch sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I quickly look away, hoping he didn't notice my reaction.

My eyes widened. “Then let me go.” “I fear it’s not that easy.” He bent lower and then his palm touched my belly and slowly slid down. I held my breath, becoming still in a mix of shock and anticipation. He cupped me through the covers and my clothes. The touch was light, almost questioning, and I was completely frozen. My center tingled and that, more than Tristan’s touch, sent a fierce stab of fear through me. I wanted him to touch me without a barrier between us, wanted to get a taste of something utterly forbidden, something I wasn’t allowed to want.

Just when I was about to turn, the person being kissed was my babygirl. I couldn't think straight all I wanted was to end the man that dared touched what belongs to me. I quickened my steps to where the stood and pulled the person away from Lisa only to see it was Lorenzo, I wasn't supposed to touch him because of who he was and all but he fucking touched what belonged to me.

“We might have been lovers in the past but it shouldn’t happen between us now. I lost my mind for a moment and almost committed a taboo. I am sorry for doing that and I promise it won’t happen again.” Reality struck me hard on my face. Alex was right. What I wanted from him was a taboo. “So, you will abandon me?” I asked. “Don’t be like this!” He answered firmly. “Keep your distance from me and I will do the same. You should learn to accept reality. Grow up, Ivy.” Alex started to leave and I was breathing heavily, consumed by fury. I wasn’t just angry with Alex, I was angered because I knew he was right about this.

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.

If, after the tenth attempt, I fail, you are free to walk away with no penalty. Rule 2: For the duration of our association, you may not entertain any other man in your personal or emotional life. Fidelity remains absolute. Rule 3: You are prohibited from relieving yourself sexually by artificial means, including toys, vibrators, or any such devices. Your release shall be solely mine to command. Rule 4: I reserve the right to touch you at any time, in any manner I choose, without prior permission. Rule 5: You may not touch ——

My fingers twitched uselessly, desperate to explore, to stroke, to find release. “Don’t even think about it,” she said, pressing her palm flat against my chest, pushing me back gently but firmly. “You’re not allowed to touch yourself. Not yet.” I whimpered behind the gag, eyes pleading. My cock throbbed, swollen and needy, aching for even the slightest caress. The freedom I thought I’d earned felt like a joke. A cruel tease wrapped in soft skin and velvet voice. She circled me slowly, hand trailing from my collarbone down to the base of my cock. Her touch was feather-light but set my nerves on fire. Every inch of my skin buzzed beneath her fingers.

“Did I give you permission to touch yourself?” His fingers traced the tip of the vibrator through the lace, pressing it firmer against me for a second before pulling it away entirely. I whimpered. The sudden loss of sensation made my hips jerk. I was so craving his touch it bordered on pain. My whole body vibrated with the intensity of the drug and the denied pleasure. He was dangerously teasing me, circling the wet fabric with one fingertip, never quite giving enough pressure. I wanted to cry out from the lack. My head was hot, spinning, the chemicals making every nerve ending scream for more. Then he grabbed me.

"And Elowen... we can't touch each other again. Not until I find a way to cut this tracker's frequency out of your blood." ​The "Forbidden Touch" had just become a matter of national security.

“Please…” With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he chuckled. “Such a little minx. You swear you shouldn’t want this, yet your pretty cunt is weeping for me.” He thrust three thick fingers into my sopping snatch without warning, pumping them fast. Waves of ecstasy rippled through me as he curled hard against my front wall. Just when I was sure I was about to tip over the edge, he withdrew his fingers abruptly, leaving me empty and aching for his touch.